Did you hear the wind on Friday? I was in QC at the time, and it was howling and we thought it was going to pour, so we just stayed indoors and ate pizza and chocolate. Diet becomes non-existent in the face of apocalypse.
On Saturday the wind died down, and I went with Jaykie to my first Open Gaming Meet (OGM).
I’ve never been to an OGM before. In fact, I’ve never heard of the event before Jaykie mentioned it during our dating days of yore.
Anyway, set-up is simple: you pay an entrance fee, and you and your friends get to play whatever boardgame/card game is available on the center table. I suppose you can also bring your own game.(The OGM is held once every month in SM Marikina. Entrance fee is P50.)
Simply put, this is the place where a fairly large number of geeks gather together to play instead of conducting, I don’t know, experiments for nuclear research. (Because this can’t be done in Marikina. Have you seen the garbage dump site just outside the mall? The damn place would explode.)
Jaykie gets to have a big-ass ID because he’s an OGM regular:
We played the card game Bang (me, Jaykie, Jme, Beej, Phil), wherein I played the Sheriff, and I won!
Then we (me, Jaykie, Sam, Derps) played Kragmortha, which I thought was a brutal game. Reminds me too much of Truth & Consequence and high school. I won’t play this again LOL.
Jaykie and I watched some games for a while, then played Labyrinth.
Last game of the day for us (me, Jaykie, Derps) was Kill Doctor Lucky. God, what an infuriating game. I wasn’t even able to take a picture of it, because we couldn’t kill Dr. Lucky. (Derps offed him, eventually. After what felt like five hours.)
That was fun. I’d go to the OGM again. :) (This picture’s from Sam.)
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After that, off we go to Mandaluyong for Carl’s housewarming party. AND WE GOT STUCK IN THE FUCKING ELEVATOR. Well, just for three minutes but did you read that? WE GOT STUCK IN THE FUCKING ELEVATOR. I sort of freaked out when I imagined the elevator car falling down to the ground floor. Damn my brain. But then two guys pried the doors open and we were free! We were between floors 4 and 5 (Carl’s on the 8th). A scene straight out of Being John Malkovich, as Jaykie pointed out.
The hell with nuclear research. Let’s make overloading a myth. An elevator with infinite space! Yes? Yes?
I really need to diet.